1:2 - One Male, Two Females
Unable to figure out what to do with the cock right in front of them, the sisters hesitated awkwardly when Esen made a rather unique suggestion.
"Take turns... licking it?"
"Whoever makes him cum faster gets to go first."
My brain just flatlined. It was the kind of statement that defied all common sense.
Unable to process it with our pure, innocent minds, Esen slowly explained it again.
"If you're both gonna do it, we need to decide the order, right? It's like love-jenga with my dick. The one who makes him crumble wins."
...I figured Esen deserved a slap across the cheek, and I wouldn't have blamed her.
Of course, our sex had saved everyone from a tough spot. But people can't always be rational, right?
I was starting to fear Esen because I couldn't predict her at all.
"...This is really okay, Esen?"
"Sisters' turn. Come on, stick out your tongue."
The sisters, still fumbling, finally nodded under Esen's sparkling gaze.
And then... bleeeeeh, out came a tongue stretched long...
...Whoa. Damn, that's long.
It looked like plump, fatty salmon meat. The strangely pristine pink tongue made me tense up even before it touched me.
Unlike Esen's slightly rough, stimulating tongue, this smooth mucous membrane wrapped around the base of my shaft, then slowly glided up, pressing its broad surface against me.
"Uwoooooh—"
Crazy. I nearly lost it right there on the first go.
It felt like being powerfully enveloped in living, moist silk.
Esen's eyes looked a bit too intense, so I held on somehow, gripping the bedsheets like I was trying to rip them apart.
Savoring my desperate trembling with her tongue, Monica pulled it back with a hint of regret, glaring at me like a snake toying with its prey.
"Hah."
She flinched and snapped out of it. The bewitching pink glow in her eyes flashed and vanished.
"H-how was it, Tan?"
I nearly died, sis.
Esen, who'd been watching anxiously, quickly wedged herself between Monica and me, declaring it her turn.
Before I could even ask for a break...
"The... tip...!"
She circled the head with her tongue in an assault. The novel sensation was ecstatic.
But it fell just a tiny bit short of making me cum...
"H-hey, isn't that lick too long?"
"Yeah, doing an extra lick is cheating!"
"Esen! Where's sucking in the rules?"
"Teeth would make it unfair, sis."
A gentle spat between close friends laced with a touch of competitive spirit.
And the winner was—
"Now I'm getting serious. My turn, just touch—"
The moment Esen stuck out her tongue, I couldn't hold back and came.
Her fingers grabbed my cock in a panic, delivering the finishing blow.
Truth be told, the sisters had done such an exquisite job last turn. God. It felt like my dick was being sucked into her tongue.
Esen, who hadn't even gotten a proper go, froze as thick cum splattered over her, drenching her as much as she'd held back.
Awkward silence hung in the air as the sticky fluid dripped slowly from her hair.
Finally, Monica turned her head and spoke, her voice tinged with a hint of triumph.
"Esen wins. You go first."
"...Tch."
Esen narrowed her eyes like she was pissed and scrambled onto the bed.
She pinned my legs under her ass and started tugging my ears.
"Ow ow ow."
"Feels like I lost somehow. What about this sticky mess, you porter punk?"
"I-I'll clean it up."
"Not that sticky. Though thinking about it, that's gross too. Clean me up properly."
Esen turned her head toward the window with a sulky pout.
I dragged over my luggage bag with my fingertips, wetted some tissues, and wiped her down meticulously.
When I checked if any got in her eyes, her gaze softened with satisfaction. A smug smile with her fangs peeking out.
"That's right. Clean every nook and cranny with some effort."
Truth be told, even without both of them lavishing attention on my cock like before, just one face close was plenty stimulating.
Overwhelmingly so. My heart was still pounding.
As I rubbed her ear rims gently, a weird thrill gripped me.
Felt like groping somewhere I shouldn't, like a pervert.
Was I being too cautious? We'd already slept together.
...Yeah, too cautious, apparently.
Esen was flushed and panting.
"More. More more."
"...Want me to rub your ears more?"
"Yeah. Feels fucking amazing. Oh, first time for this."
What tiger? With her eyes half-lidded, purring and moaning, she was pure housecat.
Like she'd done to my ears earlier, I grabbed both of hers and cleaned them out thoroughly.
As her breathing grew ragged, a single antenna-like hair sprouted from her crown. Standing all fuzzy.
I stroked it down since it bugged me.
"Heeeek— Ooooh."
Esen shuddered down her back.
Thinking I'd crossed a line, she shoved the clinging me down onto the bed.
"Ah, can't take it. I'm going first, sis."
A glance at Monica showed her breathless, watching us with the thrilled expression of a schoolgirl reading her first romance novel.
Esen grabbed her head and turned it back toward us. As if to say, watch closely.
Our pants were gone—who knows when. The moment our hot skin touched, I jolted, and Esen's lower half swallowed my cock.
"Krrruuuh. This is the stuff."
"...Don't sound like some old perv."
"Heeeeng. Feels so good, oppa. Happy now?"
Mocking me with lewd moans, Esen started moving slowly, breath hitching.
Ah, damn. This insane tightness. Every vaginal fold gripped like fingers, refusing to let go anywhere.
Soon, fragments of her pleasure leaked from her lips too.
"Hek, porter. Look me in the eyes."
"Call me Tan."
"...Tan, look me in the eyes."
I met her gaze as ordered.
She seemed more embarrassed calling my name than bouncing her hips on me, cheeks flushing shyly.
So clumsy. Both of us.
Forcing eye contact—was it pride? But I wasn't just gonna stare.
This wasn't a contest; it was connection.
"H-hey, I didn't say pet me."
"Don't like it?"
"...Not that I don't."
I ruffled, scratched, and tousled her hair like crazy.
Her grumbling about being treated like a pet held more innocence than complaint.
I asked casually,
"Want me on top?"
"Nah."
"Might not hold back then. No condom right now."
Truth be told, just inserting my barely-cleaned cock had me on the edge already.
Esen wasn't dumb enough to do it carelessly.
As expected, she grinned and said,
"Tigresses don't get pregnant easily from interspecies. Don't worry."
"You sure?"
"Think I'd lie just to get creampied?"
"...You say scary shit."
"Mmm. Creampie? Honestly, yeah, I wanna try it. Ever since you hoisted me up and pounded me that day, that's all I think when I see you. 'Ah, wanna get my ass grabbed tight and creampied.' What about you?"
Honestly, me too.
My cock throbbed harder on its own, and feeling the tension inside, Esen giggled.
I couldn't beat Esen. Not in strength, not in demon hunts.
And frankly, with my stamina now, sex alone might not satisfy her fully.
But right now, in this moment.
You're mine, I'm yours. Gotta touch you everywhere.
Your fluffy semi-curly hair. Eyebrows pretty despite the scars. Sweat-slick nose, ear rims you love, lips pooling with saliva.
The deep connections sinking in everywhere dazed her.
Mid-thrust, she shivered in cool bliss, and I held her tight, stroking deeply in time with my own building release.
"Oog. Ooooh..."
Esen's hips trembled faintly. Not the wild shaking of full orgasm, but savoring the pleasure all the same.
She pulled off quick and inspected where our sexes met.
By her reaction, she hadn't fully cum.
But she kneaded my cock with her pussy like she was relishing the afterglow.
"Heh. I did it too. So this is what it feels like."
"Jealous? Monica got it inside, you didn't."
"Outside heat, no need to worry that much. I told you."
"...When? I didn't hear."
"In Cheseni. First night. I swear I said it every time you were about to cum?"
"...All I heard was 'Hngg oghrr' or whatever."
Flushed, Esen smirked and slowly pulled off my cock. Still squeezing like she didn't want to let go.
Then she grabbed my ecstatic, trembling ear and yanked hard.
"Kyaak—! You're really gonna rip it off—!"
"Perverted pup."
"Esen, stop. Makes your embarrassment more obvious."
Deflated by the jab, Esen reached for her pants.
I thrust out my hand in panic—"I'll clean you!"—but the sisters snatched it and pinned it to the bed.
"My turn, Tan."
"...Sisters?"
No break?
Understanding my pleading look, she smiled warmly.
"Still rock-hard, isn't it?"
Her hot breath on my chest, she slowly aimed the tip.
The moment her weight settled perfectly on it.
"Fuck, hngoooooh..."
"Hoot. Hah. You okay, Tan?"
Last time, it felt like some forceful power was trying to rip my erection away.
Not now. In this chilly cabin air numbing my cock, only soft warmth and seamless embrace—like soothing a baby.
"Heeet. Hit. G-gonna cum."
"Me too, Monica sisters...!"
Beyond imagination: calm yet intense stimulation. Just inserting made her insides quiver.
She wasn't thrashing from lack of energy.
Her pale skin from first-time afterglow now flushed red with fresh joy.
The sisters let out a small scream and hugged me tight.
My boiling cum erupted like a volcano inside.
We collapsed like the dead, gently caressing each other.
Limp and spent, enjoying the plush feel everywhere we touched...
Esen asked blankly,
"What? It's over?"
I nodded weakly.
Esen's eyes bulged as she shot up.
"Hey, why'd the third round go the fastest?!"
"I-I thought—"
I thought it was once each.
Not in Esen's memory, apparently.
Feeling cheated, she demanded a rematch verification.
I shot the sisters a pleading look for backup, but she slyly looked away.
Clearly wanted more.
I cautiously peeked into the corridor, half-assed pants on, shivering as I tried to slip out.
Lame escape attempt blocked.
Two iron grips on my waistband from behind.
"Where you going?"
"Where to?"
"B-bath, bathroom break..."
They yanked me back and slammed the door.
Silence probably filled the corridor.
The happiest nightmare ever.